Dark Beast Summoner

Elder Huang smiled coldly in his heart.

Although Wushuang has not participated in the competition now, he can pass the tragic situation of the disciples of Qingyun Jianzong who participated in the competition, let this ignorant Wushuang know, and offend him Huang Yongliang's end.

Although Qingyun Jianzong has backers, who would care about the lives of several disciples!

A calculation flashed in his eyes. After all the participating disciples of the sect had entered the cave, Elder Huang closed the gate of the cave.

"Look! Someone's name is dark on the stone tablet!"

At this time, someone exclaimed.

So fast? Someone died?

Everyone was amazed. Just after entering, a disciple of the sect died!

Sure enough, on the huge stone tablet, a person's name became dull, which means that he has died in the cave.

"It should have been killed by someone."

Long Mo said in a deep voice.

Mu Wushuang nodded, so early, the disciples should not have encountered monsters yet. Even if they did, the monsters at the outermost level were definitely low-level monsters, and the disciples who could be sent to the competition by the sects. , it is impossible to kill even low-level monsters.

So, obviously, the disciples started to kill each other before they killed the monsters.

This competition looks fierce and cruel.

It is estimated that in the end, there will be not many disciples who will survive.

Because in this game, who has more monster cores, not who kills more monsters.

Even if there are not many monsters killed by the disciples, but he finally robbed other people's monster cores, the monster cores are also counted as him.

If you want to win the top three, you must grab more demon cores!

Mu Wushuang looked at the sneer on Huang Yongliang's face in front of Dongfu, and felt that things must not be easy. Huang Yongliang came prepared and deliberately targeted her. If she didn't enter the competition, the target would fall on Cangyang and others. on the body.

"do not worry."

Long Mo held her hand deeply and said, "Tang Wen was taught by me, and his formation is easy to deal with siege."

Even if someone yin them, they can go back.

What they have learned this year is more than just cultivation.

Mu Wushuang smiled gracefully: "Of course I'm not worried, Uncle Huang, you said, they are going to take the first place."

This time the competition was as expected by Mu Wushuang and the others. From the very beginning, it was full of blood. After half a day, the number of people on the stone tablet decreased by 30%.

This made the faces of the elders of the various sects in the stands look ugly.

As time went by, the number of disciples on the stone tablet became less and less. By the afternoon of the next day, almost all the disciples of the sects had died, and there were several disciples of the sect who had no one alive.

Disappointed and angry voices had already appeared in the stands.

"There is a problem with the game! There must be a problem!"

"How can so many disciples die!"

"No comparison! This year our sect is no longer comparable, we only have two people left! I don't want to lose these two people!"

...

Mu Wushuang, the head of a sect and the elders sitting next to them all had red eyes. All the disciples of their sect were dead. Listening to their choked voices, it seemed that one of the dead disciples was the son of the head.

But the elder Huang outside was indifferent, and even sneered:

"The time has not yet come, the competition can't be terminated, you little sects can't compare, don't come to compare next time, shameful!"

Feeling distressed and thinking for his disciples, in his eyes, it was actually a shame, which made countless people angry.

But what can they do? Elder Huang is the elder of the first-class sect Guiyuan Sect. They are only the seven-class sect. When facing Guiyuan Sect, it is an egg hitting a stone!

Now everyone knows that there is definitely something wrong with this sect grand competition, and it is not necessarily related to this elder Huang!

"Uncle, have you noticed?"

Mu Wushuang pointed to the huge stone tablet.

"Well, there are many people in the Silver Ring Sect alone."

Long Mo said deeply.

Except for the 20 people from Qingyun Jianzong who are still alive, there is only one person in this Silver Ring Sect.

The rest of the sects were more or less damaged.

There is naturally no problem with their sect. Cangyang and the others will not deliberately kill the disciples of other sects. Then, it is very likely that there is a problem with this disciple of the Silver Ring Sect.

Wujizi said with a heavy expression:

"The Silver Ring Sect fell from the Sixth Stream Sect last year. Their sect is not weak, and the old man just found out that this Silver Ring Sect recently accepted five or six disciples with high talent and cultivation. They are all in the late stage of the Spirit King Realm."

"I just received it not long ago? The cultivation base is still very high?"

Mu Wushuang suddenly sneered and glanced coldly at Elder Huang below.

It seems that it must be the ghost of this elder Huang.

How can ordinary sects receive disciples with very high cultivation? Yinhuan Sect is only a Seven Streams Sect, how could it have received disciples with high talent and cultivation in the late stage of the Spirit King Realm?

Huang Yongliang is too blatant!

This man is indeed insidious, dormant for a whole year, just for today!

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was wrong, she did not participate in the competition, and their Qingyun Jianzong was no longer the small sect of last year, he Huang Yongliang thought that this would damage the disciples of their sect?

Innocent!

Mu Wushuang clenched his fists, and Huang Yongliang should also be smashed to pieces for these other sect disciples who died innocently!

It was only half an hour before the end of the game, and the names on the stele dimmed faster than before.

Wujizi was apprehensive, for fear that the disciples of his sect would have problems.

However, his worries were superfluous. Mu Wushuang and Long Moshen were not worried, because they believed that it would not be a problem for Cang Yang and others to unite and deal with those from the Silver Ring Sect.

"Hey! Qiu Yu was seriously injured!" Wujizi stood up, very nervous.

The hearts of many brothers and sisters were also clenched fiercely, for fear that something would happen to them.

On the stone tablet, the light on the words of Qingyun Jianzong Qiu Yu was a little dim, but it was not completely dim, indicating that he was not dead yet.

"Junior Brother Qiu, hurry up, swallow this pill! This is the sixth-order blood-returning pill refined by Senior Sister!"

Inside the cave, Cang Yang took out an elixir and stuffed it into Qiu Yu's mouth.

Qiu Yu was involved in a plot and almost died, but their current situation is not very good, they are tightly surrounded by a group of people, these people are all disciples of the Silver Ring Sect.

Several disciples of the Silver Ring Sect with profound cultivation had gloomy faces and the same temperament as Elder Huang, not like the disciples of the Silver Ring Sect, but more like the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect.

"Tsk tsk, such a good medicinal pill is actually wasted on a dying person. It's extravagant! Your Qingyun Sword Sect is indeed rich and powerful! It's well-deserved reputation! Hahaha!"

"Jie Jie, after taking their lives, their wealth will be ours!"

"It is said that every disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect has a lot of medicinal elixir spirit stones, everyone, please put them on me!"